"Someone, help!" Lu Xiaoming tore his throat and roared.

Wu Hao frowned, and said in his heart that this bear child really can't get used to it, and if he doesn't suffer a little, he doesn't know that the sky is high!

The Rising Sun Sect is a major sect in the Central Dao Domain, and there are naturally disciples guarding it in front of the gate.

When the two disciples who were guarding the door heard this voice, they looked at it curiously, and they were immediately frightened.

The "little master" of his own sect was caught in his hands like a chicken, and this is worth it!

The two glanced at each other, their bodies moved, and they shot out decisively, appearing in front of Wu Hao in the blink of an eye.

"Bold fanatics! Dare to bully the disciples of my sect! You can release the young sect master within one breath, otherwise you will not blame me for being polite!"

"What is it?" Wu Hao sneered disdainfully, and when his right hand moved, he directly ripped off Lu Xiaoming's pants.

Lu Xiaoming only felt a cool breeze blowing in both strands, and there was a feeling of cold blowing in the wind.

It's so embarrassing!

He, Lu Xiaoming, is also the only heir of the sect master, the future master of the Rising Sun Sect, this situation, how can he hold his head up in front of the sect disciples in the future!

Lu Xiaoming's immature little heart shattered with a "ping" sound!

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Lu Xiaoming, who was annoyed and angry, twisted his body wildly, trying to get rid of Wu Hao's claws, but unfortunately, it didn't help at all!

The faces of the two guards turned white in shock, who is this madman? Do you know what he is doing? This is the little young master who is holding in the palm of their sect master's hand!

"What kind of drama are you still watching, hurry up and beat him up for me!" Lu Xiaoming was exposed, with a lot of tears and snot, how miserable and miserable he looked.

"Yes!" The two of them reacted at this time, and immediately made a move, wanting to suppress Wu Hao.

Wu Hao pouted and smiled, didn't look at the two of them, waved one arm, a gust of wind swept abruptly, and the two of them were blown out by the wind without any resistance, one person flew out hundreds of meters away in one direction, and then his head tilted, unconscious.

"It seems that your sect is not bad! too weak!" Wu Hao shook his head, looking contemptuous.

"Master, help, master!" Lu Xiaoming couldn't control his face at this time, and roared with all his might, praying in his heart that his master could appear in time to save him.

Before Lu Xiaoming's voice fell, a powerful divine sense swept towards Wu Hao.

Wu Hao raised his eyebrows, his eyes froze, and he instantly dispersed that divine sense!

Rising Sun Sect, in the main hall of the sect, an old man in white sat on the throne of the sect master, suddenly his face turned pale, and his originally straight and straight body suddenly collapsed on the seat as if he was seriously ill, and then a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sect Master!" Seeing this, several elders under the seat stood up in shock.

"Sect Master, what's wrong with you?" several people said with concern.

"There's a strong man coming, go out with me to pick up the car!" The old man in white stood up stiffly, looking panicked.

"Strong?" Several people looked at each other, his own sect master was a strong person who had entered the Holy Realm, how strong was the strong man in his mouth?

Could it be the strongest being in the Dzogchen realm?

How could such a person suddenly come to the Rising Sun Sect?

Although several people were puzzled, they didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly followed.

"Shrinking turtle, you wait for death, you humiliate me so much, my master will definitely not let you go! My master is a powerful person who has entered the holy realm, killing you is as simple as strangling an ant, and now you can't regret it too late, hum!"

(End of chapter)